After the party, Harry had wanked like he'd never done before. Even the memory turned him on, and he couldn't stop thinking about it.

Ron had come up to him afterward, and smirked. "I didn't know you liked Malfoy." Harry spluttered, and was about to talk when Ron put up a hand. "Stop. Don't deny it. If you get with him, I fully support it. Me and Blaise got together after that. Maybe we can go on a double date, Blaise, Draco, you and me."

At the moment, Harry looked like a fish from a comic of some kind. Wide eyed, and his mouth was in a circle. Ron patted him on the shoulder, and ran off to Blaise.

Did Harry like him? It had taken him a bit to realize, but yes, he did. Did Draco like him back was the real question. There had been some signs that Harry noticed like Draco flirting in the carriage, and a couple others. Well a lot of others... but did Draco like Harry, or did he just want a fück buddy?

"Hermione!" He called out. Maybe she could help him. Looking around, he realized she wasn't here. Earlier Hermione had said that she'd be in her dorm room if they needed her.

Racing up, Harry found his way to the eighth year common room. Then he accioed his broom, which hit Neville on the way down.

"Sorry Nev!" He shouted before jumping on his broom. Flying up above the stairs, and through the hallways, Harry found Hermione's room. All the names were on the doors.

Looking at the names, he realized that Pansy and Hermione were rooming. Hermione hadn't mentioned that. Tentatively Harry knocked on the door.

Pansy showed up, and she looked like a mess. Pansy only opened the door a little as well. That was weird. Pansy never looked like a mess. "Looking for Hermione?"

Instead of answering verbally, he nodded.

Pansy sighed. "She'll be right out."

When Hermione finally appeared, it looked like she'd hurried to put on her clothing. Harry only knew this because her shirt was on backwards. Not wanting to bother Hermione further, Harry didn't mention the backwards shirt.

"What was so important that you had to interrupt me and Pansy?" Hermione demanded harshly.

The harsh tone made Harry flinch. "Should I come back?"

Hermione sighed. "No, you got me here now, so ask away." She started towards the common room.

"So I like someone..."

Suddenly with those words Hermione was beaming. "Harry, that's great!"

"I know he has interest in me as well." Harry dismounted his broom and started walking again since he was in the common room, and they swiftly passed into the corridor. Was Hermione stiff? She was walking weirdly. If it was an issue, Hermione would say something, or go to Madam Pomfrey.

"I didn't know you were gay, well I am too, I think I forgot to tell you," Hermione told him with a smile. "All acceptance here."

Harry smiled back. "Thank you."

"Anyway, so what are we talking about. You like him, he likes you. What's the issue?"

Sighing, Harry thought it over for a moment before saying, "well I don't know if he really likes me, I think he wants more of a fûck buddy situation."

Hermione nodded in understanding. "Have you asked him about it?"

"Well no..."

"Then do that first. You could consider being fúck buddies with him, and you at least get an experience to look back on when you're older. Live life to the fullest while you still can right?"

Mulling this over, Harry nearly hit a certain blond. Of course when you speak of the devil he appears right?

Hermione seemed to notice how flustered Harry got, and gave him a knowing smile. Of course Hermione would know within one encounter. Maybe she had known it before, but who knows. Harry would have to ask her later.

"Umm, May I speak to Harry alone Hermione?"

"Sure Draco. Bye Harry. Remember what we talked about." Hermione gave a wave, and headed back to the eighth year common rooms.

"Want to go for a walk?" Draco asked.

"Sure."

They headed for a hallway no one used anymore. It was long, and took forever to use.

"So Harry, about the other night," Draco began. Now Harry was blushing like a madman. "I've been dropping hints all year, I'm not sure if you've noticed."

"I have," Harry spoke. For a moment Draco looked crestfallen. "Wait, I didn't mean it like that. I just didn't know what I wanted back then. The hints helped me figure out what i felt, and It took me a while to realize they were hints, and then I had to come to terms with-"

"Harry, you're rambling," Draco interrupted. "I just want to know if my feelings are reciprocated."

Taking a deep breath for confidence, Harry finally decided what he was going to say. "They are."

Draco's smile seemed to warm Harry from the inside, and suddenly Harry was smiling too. Draco pushed Harry lightly to the wall, and started kissing him.

When they pulled apart, Draco said, "usually when I go into a relationship it's kiss first, cum later, but with you everything is backwards isn't it?"

Harry just smirked, and pulled him back into the kiss. Sometimes Harry had trouble deciding, but when he had his mind set he knew what he was doing. Now he had his mind set. He would give this thing with Draco a thing and see where it ended up.